Waiting.

A wet day.  However needs must when the devil drives as the saying goes.  By that I mean we are winding down to the end of our holiday and need to be back at Great Haywood by late afternoon Thursday.  This meant rather than "cabining up" for the day, we cruised.  

At Fradley Junction I was again mistaken for a Lock Keeper ( I am still trying to work out why).  The gentleman was on a hire boat with 2 days experience.  He wanted to know how far until he could turn round.  It turned out he had a bad back and was worried about the number of locks his wife 

would have to work and they had to get back to Great Haywood for Friday.  Richard offered to reverse his boat the couple of hundred yards required (reversing a narrow boat is the most difficult part of helming), however before we had found a vacant place to moor other boaters had helped him out.

The blip is looking towards a lock in the early morning as we were beginning our day.